Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 100 Barbarians, come on, I want to fight ten of them (Subscribe)
Morale was high and the old man was very satisfied.

Picking up the flaming flag casually, the old man handed it to Zhu Zhanjun.

"let's start."

A simple sentence and a simple action showed everyone the true affiliation of this army.

Zhu Zhanjun saluted with his fists, took the flaming flag with both hands, stood on the platform, and shouted loudly.

"Bang the drum."

"Dong dong dong..."

The drums sounded and Zhu Zhanjun began waving the flag in his hand.

As he waved his sword, the army below quickly expanded.

Attack, defend, pursue the enemy, move slowly, steadily and without chaos.

“This kid has made great progress.”

In the farm space, Lao Zhu and others planned to take a day off today and also take a look at the military strength of the Ming Dynasty. Looking at Zhu Zhanjun who was commanding the army to advance and retreat in a measured manner, they nodded repeatedly with satisfaction.

Zhu Biao even praised: "Zhanjun has already made the first step in commanding the battlefield. After a few more battles, he will become a real general."

Old Zhu nodded in agreement.

Outsiders were not aware of Zhu Zhanjun's abilities and thought he was a natural born talent.

But as a teacher, he knows everything very well.

When Zhu Zhanjun first started, he couldn't even tell the difference between drums, trumpets and flags.

If he was an experienced veteran commander in the battlefield when commanding Qiu Fu's army of 100,000, he would have found ways to get rid of the enemy's harassment, advance steadily, and destroy the enemy's light cavalry.

But Zhu Zhanjun couldn't do that. Almost all the command depended on him. If he didn't take the risk and destroy the 5,000 cavalry, once time dragged on, the army's morale would not rise. If Zhu Zhanjun was careless at all, the 100,000-strong army would be doomed.

Therefore, Lao Zhu could only choose the most risky method, which was to get the legion out of danger first and then teach them slowly later.

Fortunately, Zhu Zhanjun was talented and hardworking. After two or three months of study, he had mastered the military command and dispatch procedures in an orderly manner.

"Alas." Old Zhu sighed softly, "It means that I still have to deal with high-yield grains and take over Fengyang Prefecture next year, otherwise I will let this little bastard follow Old Four to take a stroll in the north."

"Fight a few battles with the army, and we won't have to worry about this little bastard anymore."

Zhu Biao smiled and said, "There will be plenty of opportunities after the war, but at present we must focus on national development."

Old Zhu naturally understood this principle and was about to agree when he suddenly corrected it loudly: "The left army advances, and the right army retreats."

Zhu Zhanjun, who was commanding the military exercise, quickly adjusted the flag commands in his hand to correct the mistakes pointed out by Old Zhu.

The old man sat on a chair, his chin resting on his hand while watching the military performance, a smile on his face.

Zhu Zhanjun made a wrong command just now and was thinking of giving his grandson some advice afterwards, but he didn't expect this brat to react instantly.

Looking at his grandson waving the flag and giving steady commands, the old man was filled with satisfaction.

The eldest son did not inherit his military ability, but the grandson understood it all and completely made up for the shortcomings of the eldest son's family.

As Zhu Zhanjun's flag was waving, the Shenji Camp practiced various offensive and defensive formations.

Some of these formations made the old man's eyes light up.

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, the charge horn sounded. The sudden change in the scene made everyone excited and realized that a surprise was coming.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"kill……"

The cavalry unit, which had left at some unknown time, split into two and charged towards the performing army from the left and right wings.

The old man's eyes lit up slightly and he sat up straight with anticipation.

The main enemy of the Ming Dynasty is the northern cavalry. If the Shenjiying can perform well in dealing with the enemy cavalry, then the old man’s efforts in establishing the Shenjiying will not be in vain.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhu Zhanjun suddenly stopped giving orders and just looked straight at the legion below.

"Grandpa, why isn't my second brother in command? The enemy is already rushing over."

Some generals understood it, but others were confused, including Zhu Zhanji who was standing next to the old man.

The old man looked down with sharp eyes and replied: "The battlefield changes rapidly, and the general's orders cannot be conveyed to the army in the first time."

"Zhanjun is doing this to show the army that when faced with a sudden enemy attack, the commander's orders cannot be issued in time, and the army and officers' emergency response is what matters."

Sure enough, it was just as the old man said.

Zhu Zhanjun stopped giving orders, and the Shenji Battalion, which was originally practicing the offensive formation, immediately stopped its drills.

The officers leading each team only needed to make a simple assessment to understand the current situation.

The team moved quickly, forming circular hollow squares, with their guns pointing outside, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

At the same time, the auxiliary soldiers on standby picked up their spears and quickly joined the hollow square formation. Next to the musketeers, they raised their spears and pointed them outside.

In less than twenty breaths, the Shenji Camp, which was originally on the offensive, instantly turned into a defensive position.

The Shenjiying Cavalry Corps, which was responsible for acting as the enemy's attacker, had also reached the front during this time.

The cavalrymen tried hard to play the role of the enemy, and even imitated the grassland people's screaming.

"Fire!"

"Bang bang bang..." When they reached the designated distance, the commander of the hollow square team who was the first to engage the enemy gave the order to shoot without hesitation, and the sound of gunfire rose along with smoke.

The sudden sound of real gunshots startled many unprepared officials, who thought a real fight had begun.

However, when they saw only gunpowder smoke and no cavalrymen fell, they realized that only powder but no bullets were loaded.

Although the war horses of the Shenji Camp had undergone special training, many of them were still slightly startled by the sudden intensive gunfire.

There was also a brief moment of disorder in the fierce cavalry charge formation.

At the same time, the cavalrymen in the front turned their horses around, left the charging team, and headed for the field next to them.

The old man nodded and explained to Zhu Zhanji beside him: "There is life and death on the battlefield. Although it is a drill, it must be true to life. The people in the front will automatically judge whether they will die."

The cavalry who had not died did not directly charge the forest of spears held up by the auxiliary soldiers, but circled around the hollow square formation and tried to launch an attack from other directions.

But when they entered the formation, they found that it was no longer a square formation attacking them, but gunshots were heard from all directions.

Cavalrymen kept leaving the team, indicating that they were killed in battle, and soldiers in the square also walked to the middle of the hollow, indicating that they were shot and killed by enemy arrows.

When the cavalry can no longer bear the casualties and break out from other directions.

Of the thousand cavalrymen who launched the attack, less than 300 survived.

The old man glanced at the soldiers in the center of the square and felt very satisfied.

There were several circular square formations, and about two to three hundred soldiers were killed.

Such a ratio of casualties made the old man's heart surge. With such magical weapons, the barbarian cavalry of the grassland were nothing.

If the barbarians from the grassland were in front of him now, the old man would definitely say arrogantly: Come on, barbarians, I will beat ten of them.

Watching the cavalry rushing out of the formation, Zhu Zhanjun raised his hand and raised the command flag, issuing an order to officially end the drill.

The soldiers quickly reorganized their formation, the three phalanxes reappeared, and the cavalry returned to their positions.

"it is good!"

The old man stood up and clapped his hands vigorously to show his satisfaction with the Shenjiying.

The veterans present were also whispering to each other, their mouths full of praise, and some even shouted that they would go back and make a fuss with the old man to see if they could be transferred to this army.

"Grandpa, there's more."

Zhu Zhanjun turned around and said something.

"Anything else?" The old man, who thought it was over, became excited again.

Zhu Zhanjun nodded and pointed with his command flag, directing the artillery group to move to the artillery position during the infantry and cavalry drill.

The artillerymen on standby quickly became busy.

The civil and military officials who thought the battle was over suddenly brightened up when they saw the artillery start to move, and they looked forward to the explosion of this powerful weapon.

Within a few hundred steps in front of the artillery, there were many straw men and bottles and jars placed.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked forward to the performance of the artillery.

There is no way. The old man is old after all, and he has been staying up late to review memorials for many years, so his eyes are not as good as when he was young.

"Grandpa, use this."

Zhu Zhanjun asked Xiaohu to bring the things over, picked up one and handed it to the old man.

The old man looked at the cylinder handed over, a trace of confusion flashed across his face, he didn't understand what this thing was used for.

Zhu Zhanjun smiled, opened the telescope and put it in front of the old man.

The old man took a look and his body shook instantly. He snatched it and looked around cautiously.

"This……"

After observing for a moment, the old man looked surprised.

"This is a telescope developed by the Ministry of Heavenly Works. It can magnify distant objects and bring them right before your eyes."

"Grandpa, you are old now and some things are not clear to you. I think these things will be useful to you."

"You will go on a northern expedition next year. With this thing, you can observe the battlefield at any time."

Listening to Zhu Zhanjun's explanation, the old man cheered excitedly.

Having fought on the battlefield for half his life, the old man understood in just an instant the role this thing could play on the battlefield.

With such a thousand-mile range, things in the distance can be seen clearly, which can be of great help to both the commander and the scouts.

"how many?"

The old man asked quickly, holding the telescope tightly.

Zhu Zhanjun replied: "I have already ordered them to speed up the production, but they are short of manpower after all. It is estimated that more than 20 guns can be manufactured by the time you set out next year."

"twenty?"

The old man frowned slightly. This number was a little too few. At least every general and cavalry scout officer should have one.

"What do you need? Write a charter later. I want 100 of them before the Northern Expedition."

Zhu Zhanjun quickly clasped his fists and said yes. At the same time, he was secretly delighted that he could once again steal the old man's girl.

He had asked Qiu Yuan and Xia Yuanji to find out clearly, and they had discovered several talents that he admired very much, and he must take this opportunity to get them.

(End of this chapter)